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Slave training slut

slave trainingSlave training slut is what I became this weekend. I was at a coffee shop ordering some tea; I saw this guy who was engaged in some small talk with me. We exchanged number. I instantly got a message from his when I left the shop. We ended up texting a storm. His name was Ron, and he was a businessman who was always busy. Ron was pushing for a date; I thought he was moving too quickly but since he was an active guy I wasn’t going to let my anticipation get in the way. Ron invited me out we went for dinner, and I invited him back to my place. During the time was in my house he got a bit touchy, and I was tensing up. Ron got up and began to grab something, He had found some rope around the house, and he started to tie me up. He told me I was going to be his submissive bitch because I got him riled up and wasn’t willing to do a thing about it, even though I invited him in. Ron was absolutely right, why would I lead him on to let him down. “This is what women do” You women just play games.’ Tonight you are playing my game. He found a gag ball I had from my boss and shoved in my mouth after he gagged me with his cock first. I was also getting my tits bruised by his beating, and he was clamping my tits. I was his pathetic slut. I was getting so turned on by him taking charge of me. Finally, he ended up leaving, but he told me he would be back for a lot more.


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